Kira’s POV
I stayed still under the blanket, peeking through my lashes as Dahlia kept checking my forehead like a worried mother.
I wanted to laugh at how easy it was to make her believe my little act.
Before Dahlia could say anything else, the door opened again — and this time, it was Dominic who entered the room.
He stood tall at the doorway, his sharp eyes scanning everything inside the room.
"Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice calm but serious.
Dahlia quickly stood up and rushed to him. "Kira wasn’t feeling well. Hank helped her since I was asleep. I just woke up and found them."
Dominic’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked from Dahlia to Hank, then to me under the covers.
Without wasting time, Dominic pulled out his phone.
"I’ll call the doctor now. It’s better she
